The drunkard was wearing a shabby and dirty robe, with only one shoe on his foot. The other foot without a shoe was covered with mud. His right hand held a sheepskin wine bag, and his body exuded a smell that could kill a mouse.
The smell of wine.
Gendry frowned, covered his mouth and nose with his right hand, bent down and pushed the drunk man with his left hand, and asked angrily: "Hey, are you okay?"
"I want to see the direwolf."
The drunkard said something to Gendry in a weak and soft voice, then immediately turned over and shouted loudly with a thick voice,
"Keep drinking, I want to drink! Ugh... water, I want to drink water!"
When Gendry heard the first sentence, he was shocked. He forcibly controlled his facial expression, raised his head and looked around the street, and found that there were still a few people on the street.
So, he shook his head and said loudly to the beggar: "What bad luck!"
Snapped!
As soon as Gendry finished speaking, he reached out to help the drunk man up, but the drunk man suddenly turned over again, and when his arm turned, he just hit Gendry's hand.
After being beaten like this, Gendry paused for a moment, then changed his support to lifting the drunkard, who was facing the ground again, dragging him forward by the back of his robe.
Fortunately, as a blacksmith apprentice, he had strong hands, otherwise, he might not have been able to drag this fat drunkard.
He just dragged the drunk man towards the blacksmith shop.
In the blacksmith's warehouse, Robb watched Gendry bring someone in. He fanned the smell of wine in front of his nose with his hand and said to the fat drunk man: "Lord Varys, your disguise is too realistic.
Sorry. This smell of alcohol makes people not want to get close to you at all."
"Isn't it because I have suffered like this just to see you, Lord Robb? It will hurt my heart very much if you say such things!
However, the golden robes guarding the intersection really had no intention of getting close to me.
Maybe they all thought you were near the mud door, so the inspection wasn't too strict."
After entering the warehouse, the fat drunk man put his hands on the ground and slowly got up from the ground. At the same time, he said something to blame Robb in a soft voice.
"Yes, yes. Lord Varys, I take back the inappropriate words I just said.
Please tell me, what is the situation in King's Landing now?"
Robb first nodded and apologized, then changed the topic and returned to the topic.
Varys, whose face was covered with dirt and disguise, continued to answer in his soft tone: "Your people, only Eddard Karstark, was captured by Jaime Lannister, and all the others died in the battle.
Don't think about relying on your direwolf. According to my investigation, there are at least twenty crossbowmen guarding it. I believe that your direwolf doesn't have dragon scales on its body, so it can't resist crossbow arrows, right?
The reason why the Lannister did not move to the inn outside the city is because they are waiting for you to come to the door yourself, and a trap like a spider web has been set up there."
"Only Ed is alive..."
Upon hearing the information Varys told, Robb pursed his lips with a sad look on his face.
"He is now being held alone in a single cell for noble prisoners on the second floor of the Red Castle dungeon.
This Eddard Karstark did not suffer any serious injuries in the battle, nor was he tortured in the dungeon."
Wallis told the information he knew, and finally joked,
"You failed to save one Eddard, but sent another Eddard in. However, based on the current situation, it seems that the Lannister spy should be him."
"Lord Varys is right. All the signs now show that he is the spy. However, I always feel that something is wrong about this matter."
Robb frowned and answered Varys, then shook his head and continued,
"Let's not talk about the spies. Lord Wallis, I came to you to invite you..."
"I understand. I have made arrangements in advance. In the early hours of this morning, you will quietly go to Anji Blacksmith Shop. Tomorrow morning, he will arrange a carriage to help you leave Junlin City."
Before Robb finished speaking, Varys nodded to him and replied.
"I would like to ask you to agree to my last request. I want to go to the dark prison!"
"What? Did I hear it correctly?
Lord Robb, you are being hunted by the whole city right now. If you don’t run for your life quickly, are you still thinking of going to prison?”
Wallis first showed an expression of disbelief, and then sincerely praised,
"However, I really admire your courage and your persistence in rescuing your loved ones."
"Thank you Lord Varys for the compliment. I believe you will do the same thing if your relatives are in trouble."
"Where do I have any relatives..."
Robb's words touched Varys a little bit. His eyes were a little wandering as he spoke. After a moment of distraction, he immediately recovered and continued,
"I agree to your request, but you have to promise me that if you fail to persuade Lord Ed, you cannot take him and break into the prison by force."
"Lord Varys, I swear to the old and new gods, I promise to do what you ask."
Seeing that Varys finally agreed to his request, Robb immediately swore with joy on his face.
"Okay, then when are you going to take action?"
"If it's okay from your side, I plan to hold the funeral on the day of His Majesty the King."
"A wise choice. At that time, the defensive strength of the Red Fort will be reduced by at least half.
Well, I can't stay too long. Please go to Anji Blacksmith Shop and wait patiently for my notice.
Well, for some reason, there are more eyes on this blacksmith shop."
After discussing the time with Robb, Varys turned around and prepared to leave.
"Lord Varys, thank you for your help. I will repay these favors in the future.
However, there is no need to stay at Anji Blacksmith, I have my own plans, and the next two days in Junlin City should not be peaceful."
After hearing Robb's words of thanks, Varys waved his hands without looking back, and then when he heard the last sentence,
He paused, but still didn't speak, and walked straight out of the blacksmith shop with unsteady steps.
"Drink! Keep drinking! Cheers!"
Varys pretended to be the drunkard he was before, staggered out of the blacksmith shop, drank from his sheepskin wine bag, shouted loudly, and staggered towards the distance.
Gendry, who was standing at the door, looked at his back and couldn't help but secretly admire his acting skills.
When he turned back to the forge, Robb had already walked out of the warehouse and was selecting weapons in the forge.
"How much does this long sword cost?"
Robb played with a standard long sword in his hand, turned around and asked.
"That is a refined long sword made by my master, with one hundred and twenty silver deer."
Listening to Gendry's offer, Robb put down his sword in embarrassment. Currently, his total assets were only one silver stag.
"I made this dagger out of leftover materials. I give it to you!"
Gendry walked to the blacksmith's console, rummaged through it and found a dagger, and threw it directly to Robb.
Robb caught the dagger accurately and made two left and right gestures.
He nodded, took out the last silver deer from his arms, flicked it to Gendry with his thumb, and said with a smile: "A very handy weapon, I am willing to use all my assets to buy it!"
"You are such a generous man!"
Gendry received the silver deer, rubbed it in his hand a few times, and said with a smile.
"Gendry, I still have a lot to do.
If you think about it, when I send the signal in two days, you can wait for me at the winch tower on the Blackwater River."
Robb smiled at him and said as he walked towards the back door.
"Signal? What signal?"
Hearing Robb's words, Gendry frowned and asked behind him.